Sometimes I like to know things: the ingredients to make something delicious, when a special event is happening, how the detective in the story solved the mystery. Making a dish that tastes good, having the opportunity to participate in something I enjoy, understanding how someone moves from confusion to clarity -- for me, these are good.
Sometimes I need to know things: how to keep my car running, how to fill out my tax forms, how to successfully pass through airport security. I can't say I like stopping at gas stations, submitting government paperwork, or taking my shoes off at the airport -- however, these are still good for me to know.
Sometimes there are things I want to know, but I just don't take the trouble. Sometimes there are things I don't want to know.
And, sometimes there are things I will never know. Last week, a friend took her own life. I don't know why. All I can do is be at peace with not knowing, accepting what is without explanation. All I can do is let go and let it be.
What shall I do with the rest of my life?
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